Friday, September 19, 2008


I seen coworker/friend at a gas station last night. When I was standing at the pump, pumping my BLOOD and life into my gas tank, this huge Yukon pulled up, too close to me, and laid on the horn. I don’t respond to yells, catcalls, my name being SCREAMED out in public nor do I respond to honks. Anywho, the driver gives up and goes to a parking spot and then I start to worry if I just made a huge mistake because we all know, sometimes idiots can be dangerous. Anyway it was my coworker/friend who I haven’t seen in a minute. We hugged,laughed, talked and she was pretty shocked that I had cut my hair. And I quote ‘girl you know you don’t do hair….’ But she loved it and kept running her fingers in it. I got a HUGE problem with that. Unless you are my hair stylist, I don’t like peoples hands in my hair. Just a thing with me. Not my kids, babies, not my man..well, take that ONE back…I like that but you get my drift…NO HANDS IN MY HAIR!! But it still surprised me that I have NO HAIR ON MY NECK!!!!
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You know those credit card offers you get in the mail? How personal do you take those? A friend of mine who is going through some down times asked if I had any laying around and if so, could she use one to try to apply for a credit card. At first I told her yeah, that soon as I’d get one in the mail I’d let her know. Normally I shred them and throw them away soon as I find them in the mail but okay, yeah. Well, the more I thought about it, I just don’t know. Not that I think she would use my info, nor that she could for that matter but would she destroy it properly and all bunch of other issues bother me. I don’t have the best credit but I’m in the middle of trying to rebuild it and don’t want nothing messing it up.
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Big debate question for the masses....do you believe a cat can steal a babys' breath or soul?
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Happy weekend everybody....

2 comments:

Still Patrice said...

lol ur so random. love it.

i feel the same way abt my hair... same way.

i dont trust cats. period

Me Being Me said...

I can't stand cats. They are personal pets of the devil. When I get those offers in the mail, not only do I shred them but I call the comopany and tell them to stop sending me ish in the mail. I used to have some jacked up credit and it took me years to rebuild it. I now watch over my credit like I watch my kid, like a da** hawk.